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第两千一百八十五章 百灵真解

Lin Xuan's formidable skills left everyone, including Shi Yu and Su Ru Changhu, in awe. It was known that the Cloud Concealment Sect had five major peaks standing tall, but the Heaven Sword Peak had always been a standout.

Its strength consistently overshadowed the other four peaks, even among the senior elders like the man surnamed Long who also came from the Heaven Sword Peak. This made the peak's status even more exalted.

Though the senior elders generally didn't interfere with sect affairs, this small token of gratitude couldn't be ignored by the other disciples.

Moreover, since the Heaven Sword Peak was home to countless experts, its disciples had always been used to bullying others within the sect.

Shi Yu’s identity was particularly significant. He was the only descendant of the Heavenly璇 Sword Venerable in the secular world, and even the elders treated him with respect.

In contrast, the Gold Core Peak was now the weakest among the five major peaks, its strength incomparable to that of the Heaven Sword Peak. It was a completely different level.

Was Lin Xuan's action perhaps excessive? Perhaps it could bring disaster or trouble to their peak.

Though these thoughts raced through his mind, Ye Ru Changhu naturally didn't dare to advise him. Although Lin Xuan had always been kind to them, respect for seniority couldn’t be forgotten just because of that.

Besides, while he was somewhat concerned, seeing Shi Yu and his companions in such a miserable state made him feel even more satisfied.

Several of the Gold Core Peak disciples wore excited expressions on their faces.

"Master Lin is truly formidable."

"Vengeful justice, a true man should act like this."

Shi Yu, however, was thoroughly enraged. His cheeks were swollen, and half his teeth had fallen out; he could barely speak due to the pain, though his eyes burned with hatred.

Lin Xuan saw it all clearly but didn't care. A mere pampered youth at late-stage Core Formation, Lin Xuan wouldn’t pay him any mind.

He was just angry, what did he fear in return? The other party had no right.

Of course, the others would surely spread rumors to the Heavenly璇 Sword Venerable after returning home.

But... the Heavenly璇 Sword Venerable might be extremely wary of other Core Formation experts, but Lin Xuan wasn’t. "You can go now."

Lin Xuan’s calm voice carried no hint of anger, yet the Heaven Sword Peak disciples were filled with fear and left without a word.

"Thank you, Master Lin."

The Gold Core Peak disciples thanked him earnestly as they bowed to Lin Xuan.

"How are your injuries?" Lin Xuan scanned Changhu's face.

"Thank you for your concern. I’m fine; just some loss of Essence Qi."

Lin Xuan nodded. "But the other party was quite ruthless, so this injury will take time to heal. Take this stabilizing core pill. After meditating for a few days, it should be fine."

Before his words finished, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve, and a crimson pill flew out.

Changhu hurriedly caught it. "Thank you, Master Lin."

After giving them some more instructions, Lin Xuan left.

...

There were no further obstructions as he quickly arrived at the top of the Spirit Clear Mist Sea.

The scenery remained unchanged. The white mist was extremely dense, and faint sounds of wind and thunder could be heard within. This禁制 was indeed extraordinary.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and a talisman appeared in his palm. A few flicks later, a pillar of spiritual light shot out as wide as an arm.

A loud crack echoed, the mist surged, revealing a channel about ten feet wide.

Satisfied, Lin Xuan’s body was enveloped in green light, and he flew into it without hesitation.

Lin Xuan returned to his cave dwelling.

After tidying up, roughly half an hour later, a transmission talisman flew in. Several Separation Period experts from the Gold Core Peak had come to pay their respects.

However, they didn’t dare enter the Spirit Clear Mist Sea; instead, they asked Lin Xuan to leave.

Lin Xuan sighed. Although he was merely a nominal peak master and rarely dealt with affairs, it was necessary to make some show of it after such a long absence. So, he closed his cave dwelling again and flew out as a streak of green light.

...

When the sun began to set, Lin Xuan returned to his cave dwelling. He had taken care of everything that needed attention. The mundane matters would be handled by subordinates; Lin Xuan wouldn’t waste time on them.

Regarding the Purple Heart Fire, he had already sent someone to inquire about its eruption date, which was slightly delayed from the original estimate—about three months away.

Though this wasn’t long, it wasn’t short either. If he were to close himself off and meditate, there wouldn’t be much progress in such a short time. Fortunately, Lin Xuan had other matters to attend to.

In Tianfeng City, he had obtained many treasures, but due to the urgency of time, he hadn’t even opened the last box yet.

During his stay at the Bamboo Forest Mountain Range, he had been busy practicing the Six Words Evil Ghost Spell and hadn’t had a chance to count the treasures. He didn’t know what was in that final box.

Now with some free time, it was high time to sort things out.

In fact, Lin Xuan had more than just this task at hand. The purple-rosette corpse worm still needed to be claimed, and he hadn’t studied the nine-headed eighteen-armed puppet obtained in Yuanwu City.

However, compared to these tasks that would require a lot of time and effort, sorting out the treasures was easier. Priorities were important.

Lin Xuan’s sleeve flicked, and green light flashed, revealing an ancient-looking box no longer than a foot. It was made from an unknown precious wood, clearly crafted by skilled artisans.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and a green beam shot out, entering his ear with a thud. The lid of the box had opened.

Before him lay an old book.

It looked like something that had been around for many years.

Lin Xuan had seen such ancient texts before in the treasure vault, placed on shelves among dozens of others. They were all top-tier treatises from transformed creatures, and this one was particularly precious, kept separately in the last box.

Lin Xuan wasn’t stupid; its value was evident.

It must be a more advanced martial arts manual.

Though such transformed creature’s skills weren’t useful for cultivators, since their purpose was to merge with beast cores, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but out of curiosity. So he opened it anyway.

True Understanding of the Hundred Birds!

Four powerful characters appeared before him, ancient and robust, exuding a sense of antiquity.

Lin Xuan’s voice echoed as he flipped through the pages quickly.

Time passed slowly until several hours later when Lin Xuan finally raised his head.

A thoughtful expression crossed his face.

He had underestimated the transformed creatures’ martial arts.

Though it was recorded in the art of combat, its complexity and depth were challenging even for him to comprehend. Moreover, this skill had a significant history; it belonged to a transformed creature that had advanced to the Transcendence Stage. No wonder it was so carefully stored in the treasure box.

P.S.: Huolan Mountain's Soul Alliance gave 50,000起点 coins as a reward. Thank you, Soul Alliance leader, thank you. Huan Yu will strive harder.

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